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Attention: This is a poem/story, it will probably have four long chapters, so please stay tuned for more updates! :D
There are also some easter eggs hidden in the poem! :D (tip: it's camouflaged ;P)
There are also some easter eggs hidden in the poem! :D (tip: it's camouflaged ;P)
Before we start, ask yourselves this question:
Do you ever wonder why snow golems look sad?
Is it because pumpkins are made that way?
Or is it because they're cold real bad?
Let's find out, m'kay?
Is it because pumpkins are made that way?
Or is it because they're cold real bad?
Let's find out, m'kay?
Introduction
In the beginning, there was Notch.
He was the one who created Minecraft:
One of the finest games in its batch.
It's main goal is for players to build and craft.
However, something was missing.
Some players got bored quickly.
So Notch added mobs attacking.
It made Minecraft some PvP game really.
Unknown to everyone, there was this "thing"
It was like all the other players,
but there was, too, something missing,
it made others quiver,
without anyone explaining.
It was a glitch in the system.
His eyes shine,
so many people fear him.
His name was ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎ ☜︎
Herobrine if you don't speak wingdings:P
p
He loved griefing,
the villagers screaming.
He struck lightning,
to the players running.
The fiend would laugh,
every time the thought became reality.
But it was always short-lived.
He wouldn't mind a minion: they would grief, they would laugh,
and he can share his destructive ability.
T'was movie night in his mansion.
(Yes he watches movies, deal with it)
He watched Frozen, it was really good in his opinion.
The moment he saw Marshmallow, a light bulb in his head lit!
"Yes, a snowman," ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ said excitedly,
"it will break down doors, it will punch mobs to space!"
"and it will throw snowballs repeatedly!"
"Players and mobs it will chase!"
Now, ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ had infinite resources
(he was a glitch, after all)
All he needs to do is find a place to build the mob of all ages:
The mob that would make the ender dragon bawl.
He decided to build it on top of a snowy mountain.
He brought snow blocks, some oak wood, and some coal.
The only problem, if it is to rain,
ruined would be his goal.
He dismissed the thought and began to build it,
He placed the snow block and the oak wood in a "+" shape,
and he placed the coal on its face bit by bit.
☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ smiled as he covered a curtain over his build.
BOOM! He struck it with lightning!
It began to flinch, it was alive!
Hey, we should stop rewinding.
Now the real poem arrives! :D
He was the one who created Minecraft:
One of the finest games in its batch.
It's main goal is for players to build and craft.
However, something was missing.
Some players got bored quickly.
So Notch added mobs attacking.
It made Minecraft some PvP game really.
Unknown to everyone, there was this "thing"
It was like all the other players,
but there was, too, something missing,
it made others quiver,
without anyone explaining.
It was a glitch in the system.
His eyes shine,
so many people fear him.
His name was ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎ ☜︎
Herobrine if you don't speak wingdings:P
p
He loved griefing,
the villagers screaming.
He struck lightning,
to the players running.
The fiend would laugh,
every time the thought became reality.
But it was always short-lived.
He wouldn't mind a minion: they would grief, they would laugh,
and he can share his destructive ability.
T'was movie night in his mansion.
(Yes he watches movies, deal with it)
He watched Frozen, it was really good in his opinion.
The moment he saw Marshmallow, a light bulb in his head lit!
"Yes, a snowman," ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ said excitedly,
"it will break down doors, it will punch mobs to space!"
"and it will throw snowballs repeatedly!"
"Players and mobs it will chase!"
Now, ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ had infinite resources
(he was a glitch, after all)
All he needs to do is find a place to build the mob of all ages:
The mob that would make the ender dragon bawl.
He decided to build it on top of a snowy mountain.
He brought snow blocks, some oak wood, and some coal.
The only problem, if it is to rain,
ruined would be his goal.
He dismissed the thought and began to build it,
He placed the snow block and the oak wood in a "+" shape,
and he placed the coal on its face bit by bit.
☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ smiled as he covered a curtain over his build.
BOOM! He struck it with lightning!
It began to flinch, it was alive!
Hey, we should stop rewinding.
Now the real poem arrives! :D
There's always a first time for everything.
Darkness, it was the first thing he remembered.
Really it was dark as the color code #000000FF:
the color most skinners hate, isn't that absurd?
This didn't last long, someone was pulling his curtain!
(wait, how did he know what a curtain is?)
His creator, he was the first thing he saw.
He wore a turquoise green shirt and blue pants.
He looked like he didn't have a flaw.
However, that thought faded like ants.
Golem, it was his first name.
Instead of snowballs, he threw snow BOULDERS.
His punches can take out up to three hearts.
His guarding skills made a tamed wolf lame.
Kill or BE killed, it was the first thing he learned.
His creator spawned a zombie in front of him.
The zombie, of course, attacked and clawed.
Instinctively, he punched the zombie who was attacking him.
To never hear the blood-curdling screams, Golem yearned.
To please his master, it was his first purpose.
Despite hating to fight, it made Golem happy seeing his creator happy.
So he attacked everything he saw,
except entities with letters that hover.
His creator said that they were weak,
and that he'll deal with them himself.
The Nether, it was his first home.
Surely he would melt at the first step of his roam.
But his creator occasionally splashes him with liquid,
thus, he remained solid.
(just so you know, ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ has splash potions of fire resistance that takes about 100 days to wear off, minecraft days of course.)
An "oak wood house", it was the first thing he could build,
It was nothing really, just a 4 x 4 cube.
To avoid rain showers, his creator thought.
Little did Golem know ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ had something planned for him....
Oh no! What will ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ do to our lil' Golem?
Stay tuned, subscribe, and give a diamond gem! :D
Here's what he looks like btw:
Gosh, you need more than diamond armor and swords to beat this mob! :O
Really it was dark as the color code #000000FF:
the color most skinners hate, isn't that absurd?
This didn't last long, someone was pulling his curtain!
(wait, how did he know what a curtain is?)
His creator, he was the first thing he saw.
He wore a turquoise green shirt and blue pants.
He looked like he didn't have a flaw.
However, that thought faded like ants.
Golem, it was his first name.
Instead of snowballs, he threw snow BOULDERS.
His punches can take out up to three hearts.
His guarding skills made a tamed wolf lame.
Kill or BE killed, it was the first thing he learned.
His creator spawned a zombie in front of him.
The zombie, of course, attacked and clawed.
Instinctively, he punched the zombie who was attacking him.
To never hear the blood-curdling screams, Golem yearned.
To please his master, it was his first purpose.
Despite hating to fight, it made Golem happy seeing his creator happy.
So he attacked everything he saw,
except entities with letters that hover.
His creator said that they were weak,
and that he'll deal with them himself.
The Nether, it was his first home.
Surely he would melt at the first step of his roam.
But his creator occasionally splashes him with liquid,
thus, he remained solid.
(just so you know, ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ has splash potions of fire resistance that takes about 100 days to wear off, minecraft days of course.)
An "oak wood house", it was the first thing he could build,
It was nothing really, just a 4 x 4 cube.
To avoid rain showers, his creator thought.
Little did Golem know ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ had something planned for him....
Oh no! What will ☟︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☜︎ do to our lil' Golem?
Stay tuned, subscribe, and give a diamond gem! :D
Here's what he looks like btw:
Gosh, you need more than diamond armor and swords to beat this mob! :O
Steve?
To be continued...
>;P
>;P
Epilogue
To be continued...
>;P
>;P
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I guess the pic was misleading. XP
Actually this story represents how snow golems are created.
Mr. Brine